If God lets us meet again
I will never let go of your hand again
In this Buddha's Flower Hall that announces the end of spring
A hazy flower with one petal falling
The song in memory slowly wakes up
It still echoes tenderly in my chest
Time after time
Meeting you is a miracle
In that city where the breeze blows
Gently holding hands and walking down the long ramp
A promise that I still cannot forget
Your voice is heard in the wind
Distant memories as clear as ice
I made a vow not to be afraid of harm
One day we will be here
Smiling faces reunite in this pink season
Time after time
Alone in a city full of flying flowers
Even if the flowers fall and wither, they cannot be restored
Also in this unchanged scenery, just like the past
I am waiting for you in tears
The dancing petals soothe the water surface
The more I want to cherish it, the sadder it becomes
People say they are lonely
But they can't stop looking for support
In the end, I only found fragile illusions
Time after time
If I could meet you again on the street where Chun Hong was born
There is no need for commitment anymore
You are more vulnerable to injury than anyone else
This time I will always be by your side
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